YOU AND ME !

After two decades on earth, years of soul penetrating, and analyzing the word "self," I started thinking that finally now I know myself but this was mere misapprehension of mine because paradoxically it seems to be a voyage which tells me the more I get to know myself the less I know. Logically now I can say I have experienced the highest state of ecstasy n deepest agony of human state.
The main difference that lays between the terms "you" and "me" is just a feeling, a feeling of being isolated, forlorn, and lost, against a feeling of being whole, associated, at home, and loved. Majority people live with a kind of wistfulness, a charming nostalgia which they can't fairly put their finger on but frantically, in some way, want to go back to their past.

The spiritualists have assumed for over a millennia that in existence there is a deep-seated oneness. Division or severance never existed. At this instant science is agreeing to these ideas, as they entitle this phenomenon a "Theory of Everything."
I infer that at our grave altitude, our core, our being, our spirit, our soul, and in our very DNA, we innately know that we are solitary with each other and one with all existing beings. The trouble then crop up when we get mislaid in our minds. Our mulish mind start infusing this idea of being separate in our being, an acutely incorporated conviction that the 'I' is above everything, there arise a split between our mind and heart structure.
When we are in the womb and even as tot, we are in an accepted state of one-ness, love, amalgamation, purity, and ecstasy. But as we nurture in the planet, we begin to comprehend that "I am this and you are that, and that "I am me and you are you." We then start to feel divided. We become self-conscious.
We go on and on mounting up knowledge, individuality, training, and this sense of "me” add fuel to fire repetitively, therefore making the "ego” hard-edged and as matures we cart certain heaviness about ‘us’ , a worn out look, an overall pained expression, that haunt us and yet we still don't know why.

Hooked in this jail of a mind-made 'me', we long to develop, to grow, to melt, to become one with something, someone, and anything. We crave to go back to our familiar place. Whenever a person forgets about his origin this scenario occurs. Our light has been concealed by the veil of darkness, a fear, a masquerade, a conviction, that we must discover not some day, not one day, but on this day that this veil was never really there.

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